Rick Ross - I Ain't Got No Time lyrics

[Hook] Look, I ain't got no time, I'm chasin money The only thing on my mind is stack them hunneds Told my b**h I'm on my grind, she said she understand And even if she don't then she gonn need another man Baby I ain't got no time, I'm chasin money The only thing on my mind, is stack them hunneds Told my b**h I'm on my grind, she said she understand And even if she don't then she gonn need another man Baby I ain't got no time [Verse 1: Ice Berg] Now go my money talk, racked up, tood up I guess that explain my funny walk, they hating on get 2 f**s I'm still on that stupid sh**, get your a** slit on It's gonn be the same story, my son ain't dead sh** wrong For that money I go harder than a b**h This 5% on my whip boy, it's a monster in that sh** Don't f** with me, that common sence like a communist I flip So stay about it mine n***a, you tryina get so i'm get on your grind n***a Bad young …reporting from the land of the k**ers So f**ing fly I can stand on the ceiling I'm getting riches so I can't really vibe with my b**h The only time we talk is when she help me on count my sh** [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] f** around and stumble cross a couple m's I put 100 karats in my double m Dope money, saving all the public sh** Hustling until all my neighbors republicans Doubling so I tax just like the government Dunk Ryder but none of my n***as suffering Little n***as be replaying when they mumbling f** em all we came to give em they punishment Shook …the 45 be under it, rich n***a 50 mill I ain't started sh** n***a think he real, b**h I'm some other sh** n***a keep it real, pay for your mother's sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Ice Berg] Cause the money don't sleep, and until I'm filthy rich I'ma still be in these f**ing streets I'm addicted to designer, bad b**hes and weed I f** with the same hoes as them n***as in the league And thye know real when they see it, these diamonds be the cleanest These vvs1′s girl I hope you ain't anemic And I been on the run baby I ain't f**ing off I see when I see you, hell it's barely time to talk I got a b**h from out of town, always tryina text So I flew her a** down, made a dance and got check And she say she love a n***a but the feeling isn't mutual She told ain't a damn thang to a real future, real talk [Hook]